Lowcountry Artist Market: March Photos, Round 2

I checked the weather religiously, compulsively, obsessively for the duration of the week before the Market. The storm was coming. And landing in Charleston mid-morning on Saturday. I pep-talked myself: It'll be fine. Maybe it'll be sunny in the morning at least. People know it's an indoor event. But still, I stressed. So thank you to the 600 folks who made it out. And stayed for an hour or more. And had a BBQ sandwich, ordering from an umbrella. And expanded your jewelry/soap/stationary collection.